because it was friday, the day went by quickly. mr. jung test was kind of hard, but i think i'll get better grade then i've ever had before, because i actually studied this time.
i walk to his classroom after school, taehyung knows that i'll be going there after school and he left to go home with soonyoung, one of our friends.
i opened the door, walking in to mr. jung's classroom. he was erasing the white board.
"mr. jung, first time, you aren't grading papers when i walk in." i said.
"it's friday, i'm not grading any papers." he shrugs.
"why?" i whined. "i need to know my test's grade."
"too bad," he smiles sarcastically — i'm more than sure he isn't feeling bad.
after completely erasing the white board, he comes up to me as he engulf me in a warm hug.
i hug him back, feeling the warmth and trust me, i couldn't care less about the test result because it felt like i wanted his hugs more than knowing the test result.
it was a long day today, from taking a test on physics, which by itself is enough to drain one's brain, to the fact that it's friday which means no school tomorrow, and honestly anticipation is such a painful thing.
but being here now, in mr. jung's arm, my head resting on his chest, taking in the scent on his shirt, which made me calm and relax was all i needed.
nothing was being spoken between the two of us. seems like he understood me well, as he, himself didn't complain about me not moving away from the hug.
i look up to him, but not backing away from the hug. he quickly leans down and pressed his lips on top of mines. tilting my head, i deepen the kiss. moving my hands which were wrapped around his back, i move them up to wrapped them around his neck.
his grip on my hips tightens as he pulls me closer to his body. a soft moan escapes my mouth when our body rubs together.
suddenly, there was a knock on the door making both us jolt our eyes open. quickly distancing ourself, i try to breathe normally.
mr. jung heaves a big sigh going in to open the door. my heartbeat quickens as i wonder who it could be. when mr. jung opens the door, it was mr. kim at the door.
there was an sudden silence, a very awkward one. i wish i could i dig a hole and hide where i was because, it was so awkward. i wanted to disappear.
"miss jiyeon?" mr. kim said with a questioning tone. "you're here?"
what should i say!!
think of an excuse. quickly.
"i had detentions."
"she needed help—"
i thought the awkwardness of few minutes was awkward. i guess i underestimated, because the awkwardness right now increase by a billion times.
mr. jung and i spoke at the same time — reasoning two different things for why i was here in his room.
mr. kim looked at the both of us for few minutes before saying thing, which not long increase my heartbeat, but made me feel like my world was going to shattered any minutes.
"can you step out the classroom, miss jiyeon? i need to talk to mr. jung about few something's."
